

It was unlikely that she had thrown out by the impact of the crash as the passenger door was left wide open. His daughter had disappeared from the car. “Cheryl!” Harry called out through the vision-obscuring mist. By the time he had come to his senses, the engine was stalling and the Jeep wouldn’t budge. It was hard to remember anything else after that. Tires screeching, the jeep had collided with the guardrail as if it was moving on its own accord. Just as he was about to plow through the small, child-like figure, he completely lost control of the wheel, like the vehicle was an iron horse that refused to follow the driver’ reigns. Harry recalled the shadow that had dashed out into the road. His Jeep had broken through a guardrail and was now lying at the bottom of a ravine.

His footsteps were unsteady as he was still feeling the shock of the accident. Translation (in progress) of the official novelization of Silent Hill released in Japan in 2006.
